1980. Chapter 1980 Too Many Points! 7

3q c, the fastest update of The Evil King Chasing His Wife: Good-for-nothing Miss Nitian! Su Luo could foresee that the business of elixir would be very good, but there was a long distance from Qingyun Peak, if Qingyi and others came out to rob in an organized way along the way, the problem would be serious, even if it wasn't Qingyi, there would be others After all, so many points are very enviable.

A sly arc appeared in Su Luo's eyes, because she thought of a person, and she felt that that person could serve as their bodyguard temporarily.

"Senior Brother Luo, my little sister has refined a bottle of nourishing elixir for you, senior brother Luo, are you free to come and get it today?" Su Luo squeezed the communication jue and sent the message to Luo Yichen.

Zi Yan was speechless for a while.

Su Luo was really merciless in taking advantage of people.

Soon, Luo Yichen replied: OK.

A simple word, but it gave an affirmative answer.

"With Luo Yichen as a super bodyguard, what are you afraid of? Let's go!" Su Luo raised his hand, and walked towards Taobao Street with most of his hands!

When Su Luo and the others arrived at Taobao Street, they found that there were not too many people here, only a few people passing by occasionally, sparsely.

Su Luo frowned: "There are too few people."

Zi Yan waved her hand and said proudly: "Now it's because no one knows that we sell master-level pills! Just wait and see, our business must be right!"

"That's fine, let's set up a stall." Su Luo nodded.

This is convenient.

Because this is a free booth, the booths are sparse, and occasionally a piece will be vacant.

Su Luo walked along the road, saw a stall of suitable size, and quickly occupied it.

Then Su Luo waved his hand, and the tables and chairs came out of the space automatically. Therefore, storage space is really a must-have treasure for home travel.

Su Luo didn't foolishly put out all the pills in one go. Not only would it cause trouble, but it would also lower the value of the pills in a disguised way. As the saying goes, rare things are more expensive.

Su Luo took out a bottle of elixirs one after another and arranged them in a long row. Then, a few people who had never done business sat down and chatted.

Because there are very few stalls selling pills in Purgatory City, and if one appears, it will be quickly filled.

The pill market has always been in short supply, and there is no market for the price.

A few people didn't yell, they just talked about themselves.

But soon, customers came to the door.

This is an uncle with a beard, about thirty years old, with a square face and a strong back, he looks like a powerful fighter.

The bearded uncle's abdomen was wrapped with gauze, but there was a faint trace of blood, which showed that the wound had not healed well.

"Is there any super coagulation pill?" Uncle Qiuran glanced over the row of pills, but frowned slightly when he saw those porcelain bottles.

These rough porcelain bottles look very low-quality, can't they be the lowest grade elixir? Uncle Qiuran suddenly had the urge to run away.

Zi Yan stepped forward with a smile: "Super blood coagulation pill? We don't sell super blood coagulation pill here."

Here are all master-level pills, okay? If we Luoluo have the skills of a master alchemist, will we still refine super pills? We, Luoluo, are determined not to do such a stupid thing. Zi Yan cursed in her heart.

But Uncle Qiuran's psychological activities are completely opposite to Zi Yan's, so that the misunderstanding in the conversation between the two is getting deeper and deeper.